March 23, 2007
Texture Port Mohomack Scotland 2004
Before the gate has been closed
before the last question is posed
before I am transposed.
Before the weeds fill the gardens,
before there are no pardons
before the concrete hardens.
Before all the flute-holes are covered,
before things are locked in then cupboard,
before the rules are discovered.
Before the conclusion is planned,
before God closes his hand,
before we have nowhere to stand.
The Emergence Series
September 20, 2006
She who did not come, wasn’t she determined
nonetheless to organize and decorate my heart?
If we had to exist to become the one we love,
what would the heart have to create?
Lovely joy left blank,perhaps you are
the center of all my labors and my loves.
If I’ve wept for you so much, it’s because
I preferred you among so many outlined joys.
Poet: Rainer Maria Rilke
Painting: The Visitor
Artist: Robert Brawley